Click, Click, Bang, Bang
The Guns rang and sang
Smoke rising from his chest, breathless
His body littered on the street, thoughts in my mind restless.

He was a young boy, probably 10.
Running home to hug his mom and tell her about his long day
But life chose to shorten his journey, ending a holy Sunday
The smile on his face, his last one at 10.

Click, Click, ****** Gangs
Bang, Bang their Guns rang.
Stray bullets flying everywhere
A young boy hit by piercing silverware.

His smile fresh in my mind
The stars shining brighter than usual
I wonder how his murderer sleeps at night
knowing that a mom lost a heartbeat she carried for nine months.

You live and you learn
Make mistakes and take a couple of wrong turns
Cross flaming bridges and tattoo a few burns
Only to learn how to live.

You break your heart desperate for love
Always forgiving naïve as love.
Your heart now an empty void
Impatience a lesson that breaks only to build.

I pray that you grow
Don’t be naïve.
Find God and you’ll know love
I hope you pray, love and grow.

Even in the light of the brightest day
Complexion is a Confusing critical complex issue
Whether you are 10 shades of black or
As white as the blissful blessed snow
We are all human created by God.
Kendrick couldn’t have said it better
Dark as the midnight hour or
Bright as the morning sun
We all have the same red blood flowing in our veins.
Complexion is a complex critical issue that confuses
The blind man while it blurs Gods vision unto man
Blinding all man.
Complexion is an issue that the deaf man longs never to hear
It is a label that we have turned into a God.

I keep trying to prove that love does not exist
But you are extraordinarily patient and always loving.
I have a hypothesis that love died with Christ on the cross
Yet you are the theory of love defying all opinions, Christ shining through you.

I’m just sick and tired of loving
But you are my rest and cure.
I’m just trying not to fall in love
Yet around you I’m blind and can only hope that you catch me so I don’t hit the ground

I want to tell you my dreams
I want to tell you about my scars
I want to talk to you about my fears
But really, I dream of scars my stone heart will carve when my fear of you leaving turns into reality

I don’t know if I fear heaven being real or not
If I fear you being a fantasy or just an ordinary being.
You are the I’m possible in impossible
As I kneel and pray I hope wherever my prayers go
They can explain how and why you made love blossom in my concrete heart.

I wish I could stop…
Just know that I tried ,
But I just cant stop
I need you.

Your smile.
The squeaky sound of your laughter.
The universe in your eyes.
The home in your hugs.

I don’t know why ,
I don’t know how and when
But you are my antidote and
I need you.

I really did try
I know it was only for 5 minutes
But believe me it was hell
Let us never part ways ever again my precious iPhone.